Hot is the fire that burns in her eyes as she fights with all her mind.
Imagine. It was a peculiar name for a girl although it did fit her perfectly. Ima, they called her that for short. Ima was never normal, she had never spoken a word or made a sound. No crying, no laughing, no... anything.
However, when she turned four her adoptive parents found out something horrible. She had a strange power like no other. If you could even call it a power. They weren't sure what it was. But they figured out she had this skill... No, it wasn't a skill. It was something else, something almost otherworldly.
Ima's imagination was so powerful it seeped into reality.
(By: Strawhat_pirate- A War Book)